Hey guys! So here's chapter two! Thanks to all the reviewers, you guys made my day! :D

DISCLAIMER: If I owned any of the PJO characters, Percy/Reyna would be canon, just saying! 3


Reyna's POV:

I stand next to the small stream, checking my reflection. Finally, when all traces of my bawling have erased, I start back to the barracks. As I walk, I make sure to contort my face unto a cold, hard gaze again. I cannot afford for my people to see me as weak, especially when we have a great war appearing at our midst. Not to mention my little scene will be the talk of the cohorts now. I sigh, and trudge along.

As I walk through the long paths leading to the barracks, I notice most people are gone. Good. I'm not up for questions or pity. I notice the baths and smile. A hot Roman bath is needed under these circumstances. I walk straight in through a high arch with the word thermae etched on the top in a beautiful design. Romans sure had their way with architecture.

I'm slipping of my sandals when I notice I'm not alone. There, at the front of our huge pool, is the dark haired figure that still haunts my dreams.

Percy.

He is practicing -or playing?- with the water in the pool. Tiny whirlpools surround him and with both hands he is raising small waves of liquid. I frown. Can't I ever be left in peace? I turn on my heels, not even bothering with my sandals. I was just reaching the edge of the baths' entrance when his voice brings me to a halt. "Reyna? Is that you?"

I cringe. I can walk away, I think, I can ignore him.

"Reyna? Please, don't go."

I bite my lip and turn around, walking towards the front of the steaming pool. I smile a friendly smile, but inside I was screaming curses at him.

"Uh, hello," I mumble. Percy smiles widely, showing his pearl white teeth. He stops his whirlpools and waves and turns to look at me. "What happened this morning?"

I narrow my eyes. "Why should I tell you?" I say angrily, and Percy lifts his hands in defense.

"You don't have to. But I thought as being your friend, I should-"

"You, my friend?" I snap, "You are not my friend. I still haven't forgotten the incident in Circe's island!"

Percy's eyes drop. I've hit a nerve. "I, I'm really sorry about that," he says sadly. His voice, it's rich with sincerity and a soft sad tone, that it is impossible not to forgive. And then where his eyes, that gleamed in the dull lights with such distraught.

"Well, sorry isn't going to bring all those lost months without my sister," I continue harshly. I didn't even know why I was doing this. Yes, I wanted Percy to pay for what he did, but not like this. I'm not that cruel. And then it hit me.

I am draining out all my frustration of the whole Jason/Piper thing with Percy. When I look down to see him, he is already climbing out of the pool, on his way out.

"Percy!" I call out, "Come back!"

I run to him, and grab him by the wrist. "Percy," I breathe.

He turns to meet me face to face, and I stop before running into him. "What?" he says, annoyed, "Are you going to insult me some more?"

"No, Percy," I say, "I'm just angry about Jason and…"

Percy's eyebrows crinkle in confusion, then shoot straight up as he realizes something. "Oh gods, Reyna, I forgot! I totally forgot that you liked Jason, and…"

"I don't like him anymore," I snap.

"Wait, was it because he loves, I mean, likes Piper?"

"No, it's because you can't win wars with love," I growl, and start to walk away again. This time Percy grabs my wrist, bringing me to a halt.

"But it can help you from falling apart from this pressure," he whispers.

"No it can't! I need to focus on saving Camp Jupiter, not some crush that was going to fade away, anyways!" I shout.

"Reyna…" Percy starts quietly, but I cut him off.

"No, that's not true! That's not,"

This time Percy interrupts me, but with a kiss. His lips are soft and even taste like saltwater. I find myself kissing him back, only for a second. And then I push him off of me with such force, he stumbles back.

"You! You insufferable boy, you think I'm easy or something? Well, no!" I scream, my blood boiling, and fists clenched.

Percy shakes his head, saying, "Reyna, I'm sorry, I got carried away…"

"Oh, no, Perseus Jackson, I'll make you rue the day you tried to take advantage of me! You'll see, pretty soon, you'll pay… for everything." I hiss, jabbing my finger at him.

I turn around quickly and storm off, and I think I heard Percy chuckling quietly to himself.

That fool, I think, He's going to wish he's never messed with me!

When I finally reach my place, I stop at the door to try to sink in the feeling of being kissed. That was my first kiss, and I did it with none other than Percy? I lift my hand so my fingers will brush my lips. I still had the faint taste of saltwater.

Saltwater.

My jaw locks, and I throw my hands in the air in frustration. But even as mad as I am, it doesn't stop the mad butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

It was my first kiss, anyways, wasn't it? I've never had such a feeling of warmness that spread through my body before. Kissing a boy was kind of nice, though, I think to myself.

But my eyes narrow, and I shake the thought away, as I walk into my principia.


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